A/N this is a little random and pretty terrible writing! :)
His POV
Five months. It's been five months since I last saw (y/n), she has turned 6 in that time, she is growing up too fast in my opinion.
I hear my phone start ringing and see it is mum.
"Hi mum" it has also been ages since I saw mum, I'm glad she can't see my face - I'm smiling like an idiot.
"Harry darling" her voice sounds shaken up and it severely worries me
"I've just picked (y/n) from school and something has happened but whatever you do please just don't over react and go crazy, umm (y/n) got hurt at school Harry and it's pretty bad", I am completely shocked, how could anyone ever hurt my little girl.
"Harry listen, she's very worried about your reaction and doesn't want you to become big brotherly and over protective okay?"
"Yes mum I'll try and stay as calm as possible"It is another 10 minutes until I hear the door open, I have decided to stay in the kitchen and wait for (y/n) to come to me, but only mum comes through the door.
"Where's (y/n)? Is sh-"
"Harry, please, she is very scared, she has gone upstairs to her room"
I decide to go up and see if she is okay. Knocking on her bedroom door I hear a faint "come in", when I enter her pink room my eyes immediately travel to a crying figure curled up in blankets on her bed. My heart breaks.
"(Y/n) princess, what happened? Can you look at me sweetie?"
"T-t-they started it, a couple of boys in m-maths were annoyed I-I-I got the question right and at break he pushed me, pulled my hair and kicked me, it really h-h-hurts Hazza" her hands are clutched around her stomach trying to stop the pain.
I lift her up and onto my lap once I climb in bed with her. Stroking her hair I feel her breathing steady as she falls asleep, slowly I do too.
1 hour later I wake up and she (y/n) on my chest cuddled up with her grey rabbit. Stroking her head and whispering her name I tell her to wake up and get some food.
For the rest of the day we stuff our faces with Chinese food and watch movies. Me and mum find (y/n) a new school and reassure her that she will never have to see those boys again.
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Harry Styles Imagines
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